Chapter 911

"Damn it! Wasn't he just a weak pianist? How can he drive so well?" A man in black inside the car behind couldn't help but curse as he watched the silver sports car desperately speeding away. "Move aside, let me handle this!"

Remembering what had just happened, the man in the driver's seat got out of his position with lingering fear and made way for him. "Be careful, Tiger."

Tiger stepped on the gas pedal and rushed towards Clare's sports car like crazy.

"Dare to race with me? Do you think you're Car God S?" Tiger gritted his teeth at the thought of their own car being rear-ended earlier. He exuded a dangerous and gloomy aura all over his body, quickly doubling their speed.

Clare's eyes were deep and piercing, emitting a strong sense of terror. He firmly pressed down on the accelerator underfoot and felt more calm as they crazily chased after them from behind.

Seeing that black vehicle about to catch up with them from behind, Clare suddenly slowed down. The black vehicle was moving too fast and soon passed by Clare's sports car. Clare looked at other two cars following closely in his rearview mirror before turning his steering wheel sharply to collide with that passing black vehicle which brushed past its side.

"Bang!"

The two vehicles collided heavily; then silver sports car plunged into a roadside barrier while that black vehicle spun rapidly across road flying off both those other two dark-colored cars aside.

Just then, Clare quickly started up his car engine again and drove off in opposite direction leaving those people far behind who they were exactly remained unknown until now...

"What? Did he jump into sea?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Can any one of us swim?"

Several men dressed in black looked at each other helplessly before shaking their heads resignedly as they drove away.

The rain became heavier by each passing moment; light drizzle turned into heavy rainfall pouring onto sea surface.

Clare didn't know how long he had been swimming. He was exhausted, but he held onto the plastic file folder tightly in his arms.

soaked in seawater for so long, it was likely that water had

he wanted

him like a vice. Suddenly, a wave crashed over him and the water went

pouring into his nose and mouth. His consciousness began to fade away as he

tied down by countless large stones; he was so tired that there wasn't an ounce

a pair of arms supported him

waist with both hands while kicking her

What is she doing

Am I dreaming?

struggled for breath while holding Clare tightly

Clare at Air Force Base for more than a

file folder tightly because without it, Clare would have been able to swim more

not caring about wiping off all of the water

quickly until they reached their

knelt beside him saying. "Let me help you get rid

Clare's chest,

as he took in a deep

pour down relentlessly, soaking Mollie through and

clung tightly to her curves, making it hard for Clare to look

sensation in his stomach. His cold and wet body was

keep staring at her like this. His voice hoarse, he asked, "What are you doing

the beach when I saw your car parked there," Mollie explained with lingering fear in her voice. "I noticed some men dressed in black lurking around searching for something or someone. I thought you might be in

she had followed

back on what she had seen earlier on the speedboat made her heart skip a beat

spotted a dark figure floating helplessly on the water's surface from afar but upon closer inspection realized it was

into the water to

empty speedboat with only basic first aid supplies available; Mollie knew that if

soup, along with dinner as soon as possible, since nightfall had already descended upon them, all leaving behind

his arms, as if he was holding onto his most precious

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